Final wishes of the departed

Next up, Sheyan retrieved that colorless glowing key of the Plaga Host and summoned out its chest. Instead, nothing happened. Sheyan himself was rather expectant of this unprecedented colorless key, but after standing motionlessly for half a minute, the chest he was anticipating had not surfaced…...

"Strange….." Sheyan pondered briefly. He then proceeded to survey his surroundings, and suddenly discovered something flickering in a distant. Creeping up for a look, he realized it came from a corpse. Indeed, it was that heavily damaged, scattered and smashed headless corpse that was radiating light.

During the intense battling previously, Sheyan could already sense something was amiss. Currently, upon closer inspection after calming himself down, he noticed several doubtful points.

After this corpse had been infected, its appearance had vastly distorted beyond recognition. However, basic features like hair color or simply its attire could still be easily distinguishable.